Immemorial Paragon

"Brother Chu, you are the owner of the Wan Yaodi Palace. Are you ..."

As soon as Mo Qingyun thought about it, he made a huge discovery. He stared at the middle-aged Confucian costume in shock, saying, "And the villagers living here, are they all ..."

When Mo Qingyun guessed it, the middle-aged man in Confucian costume nodded with a smile, and said, "You're a good guess. We are all monsters. We transform into adult monsters."

The surprise in Mo Qingyun's heart suddenly became a little stronger.

His life is so great!

Near the crack in the space, he managed to get rid of a powerful monster, and now he rushed into the animal's den.

At this moment, he even had the heart to cry. Was he in the wolf's den as soon as he emerged?

Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, the middle-aged man in Confucian costume smiled kindly and said, "You can rest assured that my people are very simple and have never left here, and have not infected the outside world."

"Hey!"

Mo Qingyun sneered at seeing the worries in his heart that exposed Confucian clothes in his middle age.

Looking at the huge palace above, Mo Qingyun had a doubt, saying: "Brother Chu, I have been to Wan Yao Emperor's Palace before, and was blocked by an invisible barrier, so I couldn't enter it."

"But I came to you without being blocked. Why is this again?"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's doubts, the middle-aged man in Confucian costume laughed and looked inscrutable.

Seeing the middle-aged expression of Confucian clothes, Mo Qingyun's brows frowned, and she couldn't understand.

Middle-aged in Confucian clothes didn't say much, raising his hand to the air.

Soon, Mo Qingyun saw an invisible barrier appearing around the village.

The breath fluctuations induced by the barrier seem to be stronger than those outside the Wan Yaodi Palace.

After getting such a result, Mo Qingyun showed a puzzled face and said, "Brother Chu, since there is a barrier outside the village and it is more mysterious than the Wan Yaodi Palace, why can I still come in easily?"

The middle-aged Confucian costume no longer sells Guanzi, chuckling: "Isolation matrix in the village, I only isolate people above the level of heaven soldiers, your cultivation is not up to the level of heaven soldiers, naturally it is no longer within the scope of obstruction."

After listening to the middle-aged answer from Confucian clothes, Mo Qingyun was speechless, and her heart was extremely depressed.

He dared to enter the village because his cultivation was too weak.

In other words, anyone in the village is stronger than him.

Obtaining such a reality, Mo Qingyun was struck by a lightning strike immediately.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's depressed expression, the middle-aged man in the Confucian costume patted him on the shoulder and said, "You don't have to be too frustrated. Your bones are less than a hundred years old. In the cultivation environment of the astral realm, you can reach the quasi-sky. Level, it is already considered extremely fast. "

After listening to the comfort of the middle-aged man in Confucian costume, Mo Qingyun's mood improved, and he asked curiously, "What level of cultivation speed is I in the heavens?"

"Slowest!"

Middle-aged in Confucianism did not come to me, and answered Mo Qingyun directly.

After listening to the middle-aged answer from Confucian clothes, Mo Qingyun coughed a few times quickly, which was really shocking.

Without waiting for him to relieve his depression, the words in the Confucian costume kept saying, "Our demon cultivating speed is slower. Generally, it reaches the level of quasi-sky soldiers, and it is probably about ten.

"..."

Mo Qingyun wanted to cry without tears.

He would like to say something to the middle-aged in Confucian costume, the farther you go, the better.

Even if you want to hit people, you don't bring such serial crit.

"Brother Chu, I am bothering you today. I will visit you another day."

From the mouth of the middle-aged man in Confucian clothes, he suddenly received too much information, and Mo Qingyun decided to go back and digest it.

Of course, it was only Mo Qingyun who knew whether to go back and digest the information, or to recover the person who was hit.

"it is good!"

Middle age in Confucian costume nodded, and Mo Qingyun was not advised to stay.

Leaving from his middle-aged residence in Confucian clothes, Mo Qingyun returned directly to his residence to consider what to do next.

"According to Brother Chu, with my current practice, nothing can be done in heaven."

"As for the exquisite sages who went to the Xuantian Heaven, that is simply the night of heaven."

"In this way, my first task now is to find a way back to the astral world."

...

Mo Qingyun thought in his mind that he had a clear idea of ​​the next arrangement.

"Before I leave here, I also improve my strength."

Mo Qingyun thought so, he had a plan to take out the token given to him by middle-aged Confucian clothes, and said, "Would you like to listen to Brother Chu and go to Wan Yao Emperor's Palace to practice?"

As soon as Mo Qingyun thought, he became curious and decided to take a look at Wan Yaodi Palace.

"My practice is about to break through the peak of the realm of the realm, and wait for the repair to break through the realm of the realm of the realm."

Mo Qingyun thought about it for a moment, and his figure flashed into the continent.

When he came to the fortune continent, Mo Qingyun did not delay, and he immediately refined the spirit of Hongmeng, the emperor realm.

With Mo Qingyun refining the spirit of Hongmeng in the emperor's realm, the breath he exhaled began to become stronger at a rapid rate.

It didn't take long for Mo Qingyun to devote himself to the practice.

The time in the practice passed quickly, and Mo Qingyun passed unconsciously for nearly ten days.

"The top of the world!"

After ten days of cultivation, Mo Qingyun's cultivation went a step further and broke through to the top of the realm of the realm.

Seeing that his practice was a breakthrough, Mo Qingyun did not continue to practice, and the figure flashed back to the house.

When Mo Qingyun returned to the house, he went to visit the middle-aged man in Confucian costume and inquired something about Wan Yaodi Palace.

"Brother Chu, I decided to go to Wan Yaodi Palace. What can you explain?"

In front of the middle-aged man in Confucian costume, Mo Qingyun showed a humble expression and saluted the other party.

Hearing Mo Qingyun's advice, the middle-aged Confucianist smiled and waved his hand, saying, "We have no rules for the demon tribe, as long as we don't kill the same tribe."

"However, there are some wild demon who are not open-minded. You don't have to worry too much."

"Very demon?"

Mo Qingyun's face was curious.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's face bewildered, he explained to him in his middle-aged Confucian costume, saying: "There are two kinds of demons in the heavens. One can't be transformed into a human form. As human beings, everyone calls us the wise demon. "

"There is such a difference."

After saying this in middle age of Confucian costume, Mo Qingyun nodded clearly, and said, "So it seems that the monster that is standing at the entrance of the crack in space should belong to the category of wild demon."

A few words of conversation with Mo Qingyun, the middle-aged man in Confucian costume showed his body, and said, "I have been idle recently, so I will go with you to Wan Yaodi Palace."

"That's Brother Lao Chu."

Mo Qingyun's expression was a joy when he heard the words of middle-aged in Confucian clothes.

Immediately, the middle-aged man in Confucian costume raised his right hand and put it on his shoulder.

Then, Mo Qingyun came to the front of Wan Yaodi Palace.

Bringing Mo Qingyun over, the middle-aged man in Confucian costume lost his hands behind him and walked into the Wan Yaodi Palace.

Seeing this, Mo Qingyun quickly followed, and also entered the Wan Yaodi Palace.

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